Do you ever just stand in your kitchen and stare at all the crumbs on the floor? Mind you, this is about five minutes after I’ve swept the floor. I spend a lot of my days staring at these crumbs wondering how it is possible that the floor is never clean. See by day I’m a stay-at-home mom. Between the hours of 8pm and Midnight I am an online college instructor and doctoral student. Somewhere in between mom’ing and working I sneak a few hours of sleep in. My day is spent with three out of my four littles once my oldest gets on the bus. So, I spend a lot of time in the kitchen area staring at these crumbs and musing about how metaphorical they are. That’s me, musing away, while my daughters are fighting each other in the background over a Barbie doll. Ah, motherhood. Motherhood, like these crumbs is messy and always there. Being a mother never ends. Before you have children, you think that mothering ends at bedtime. But, then there’s always that inexplicable need for a glass of water, someone who’s had a nightmare, even though they haven’t fallen asleep yet, or someone who decides they now need to poop instead of going to bed. In the end, my point about these endless crumbs and motherhood, is that the job is never done. And, by the way, let’s face it, our homes will never look the way we want. Let’s appreciate being a mom instead of worrying about those crumbs, they’re not going anywhere. xoxo